Li Jia Floating Chart

Ten trillion was credited to my account, but I could only spend it on women?!
I'm truly not a simp.
But I had no choice.
……
In order to spend all this money, Jiang Chen had to rack his brains and resort to all sorts of means.
Audiences: "Wrong, all wrong, this isn't a dog-like simp, obviously, it's a love wolf in battle!"

I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping

"Shut up! What are you? What right do you have to lecture me!"


Fang Ai lifted her hand to slap him, as if it had become a habitual action.


The expected sound of the slap did not occur. Ding He, who usually put up with everything, grabbed her arm.


Using the current popular vocabulary, Ding He, who was cuckolded by his wife with the driver, was indeed a man full of great resentment. Yet, Fang Ai seemed even angrier than him, a man of great resentment.


"Fine, you really have grown bolder. Mr. Ding, I won't give you another chance. You can get out of this house; I want a divorce."


Ding He did not compromise anymore. Even his complexion didn't change a bit. With one hand, he firmly held onto Fang Ai's arm while the other hand held up his cell phone, its screen facing Fang Ai's face, and he moved it a bit closer.


729 Sorrow is no greater than the death of the heart (Thanks for the reward! Requesting monthly votes!)_2